Posts Tagged ‘random’
Summer Reading
The summer usually holds a bevy of books for me as I move from the franticness of school to more relaxing reading. So far this summer, I have read The Hunger Games Trilogy and the last Sookie Stackhouse Book, but now I’m working through Guillermo del Toro and Chuck Hogan ‘s The Strain, which is interesting to say the least. I’ll keep you all posted, but right now, it reads to me like a modernized Dracula-esque novel… I can’t wait to finish this one and launch into the remainder of their Trilogy.
Fear 96 of 101: People Wearing White Linen Pants and Shorts
So, recently, on the campus that I work at / go to, I have seen an increasing number of people (both male and female) wearing white linen pants. Moreover, these pants are sheer…which isn’t so bad unless you see that the people are going commando under them. Both of the people I have seen of late were not wearing any underwear, and let’s just say that nothing was left to the imagination. Now, I’m all for people feeling free in their own skin, but I am not a fan of seeing another guy’s or woman’s genitalia while I’m walking about doing my daily activities.
**Sheerness levels increase and decrease–For both of these individuals that I saw, it made me wonder what they would do if they got especially sweaty or if it decided to rain that day…Then, we go from sheer with the partial view to complete peepshow…I honestly don’t understand why people would do this because you’re out there, both figuratively and literally.
**God forbid they should not cleanse themselves when going to the bathroom–I don’t feel like I should have to spell this one out…so, I’m not going to…yeah…
My suggestion is either 1) don’t wear the pants like this because they freak people out (I know personally I can’t have a serious conversation with anyone wearing these sheer pants like this…why? Because I’m sitting there going “don’t make eye contact with it…) or 2) wear some damn underwear (I know that it might not look the best in the world because the pants are the aforementioned sheer…but no one really wants to see what you’re packing downstairs [unless otherwise indicated in some other manner]). So, yeah….
Temperment
A moment of elevation
Clarity in the roaring crowds.
The feeling of oneness
But complete separation.
A seaming of conflicting ideals.
Tap dancing their way into the
Cognitive mind.
100 Posts and Counting
So, I’m up to my 100th post on my blog…I don’t know whether that’s to be celebrated or what…It just boggles my mind that I’ve posted this much, but I think it ties into the idea of why I wanted to blog in the first place. I think blogging has become a favorite pastime of mine for several reasons.
1) It allows me an open forum to rant/discuss my ideas. Not everywhere do you have this. Given I have the workplace and multiple friends that I feel open to chat with; however, this allows me to just randomly talk and chat with myself as the primary audience and you readers bounce ideas back and me. It also allows me to get my entire idea out before some people (and you know people like this) start trying to interfere and add to my idea.
2) Blogging is kind of like a journal of my thoughts and ideas. It might seem weird to put these out in such a public forum. But what do I have to hide? Hopefully, no one thinks that I do have something to hide because really I’m quite boring and I don’t. It actually gives me something I can go back to later in order to get inspiration for writing or thinking in general.
3) It’s my way of really relaxing sometimes. There is nothing better than sitting down and typing away on a computer to get the mind pumping and the creative juices flowing. Blogging helps me get into a good frame of mind to do many things. It settles me down for going to sleep at times (as seen by the late postings of many of my blogs). It helps me get my thoughts in order (after a day at the old grindstone).
4) Finally, it’s getting me back in the writing habit. I hope to go back to grad school in the fall (more like an I am sort of thing at this point) and know that I will be required to write a lot. Now, for an English major, you may be thinking this shouldn’t be a stretch. However, after being out of school and without a purely academic job for a year, I notice that my skills have gotten rusty from not using them. Blogging is really allowing me to get my “writing hat” back on. I’ve noticed that as I’ve been blogging thoughts and ideas for writing projects I’ve been working on come a lot easier.
When thinking over the randomness that is my first 100 posts, I can see where my mind has been and possibly where it is going. Whether writing poetry or discussing the new Captain America queries, I can see that I have definitely spurred something in my head to write which for me is a good thing.
Hybrid Mythical Creatures
In the movie Underworld and the sequels, we are introduced to different species of creatures that aren’t just vampires and werewolves. We are introduced to the hybrid creatures created by “crossing” the vampire, werewolf, and the first immortal. But my question is what do we call these creatures? I know that they cop out answer would be to call them hybrids and move on; however, I think that there should be some semblance of thought to the naming.
1) Michael Corvin’s mutation. The cross between someone who was a werewolf originally and then is introduced to the vampire genome. My friend and I were discussing this earlier (as we watched the movies of course), and we thought that this crossing where the host was more werewolf should be called the vamwolf. Why? Because the name suggests that there is more wolf in the creature. Also, it gives the suggestion that there is a vampire connection without saying that the creature has a major tie to the vampire.
2) Marcus Covinus–He is the first vampire, but after the events of the first movie, he is turned into a hybrid species as well. At this point though, Marcus has been a vampire for over 1400 years (as stated by Viktor in the first movie). He becomes more powerful as a result of the transformation. We would refer to him as a werepire because he is a blending of the two species. Yet, he seems to have a little more vampire; this is the reason why the name suggests this.
3) Finally, Selene with Alexander’s blood–What is she exactly? As seen from the movie, she is no longer allergic to sunlight which shows that she has in fact mutated. But to what? Alexander Covinus was the first Immortal; however, not much other than that is know to the audience. We know that as the first “Immortal” that he is more powerful than either of his sons: Marcus or William. He sits on the sidelines and cleans up their mess because he cannot bear to kill his sons…this name is a little more complicated. What exactly do we call her because she isn’t a hybrid of two species? She is a hybrid made up of the father species and a subspecies. We dubbed the creation that she is a Vamtal because she is a cross between the Immortal and a vampire. It fits oddly.
So, there you have it. Names of mythical hybrids from the Underworld series. Some make more sense than others, but how are we to know what to call. We are only human after all.
Word Vomit
So, I prefer to think of myself as a simple guy…doing simple things and living life…I am a “Real Boy” as it goes. However, I also know that I am sometimes a little too blunt for my own good. While this isn’t necessarily a bad thing, this phenomenon is what I refer to as “word vomit”…this is when your mind makes your mouth let out your thoughts before your mind actually has the logical connect to say “Whoa…you might not want to say that”…but it’s already happened and causing the world to come crashing down.
Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that I don’t have tact because tact is a very useful thing in any business that you decide to stake yourself down to. Being in the teaching profession myself (for the next little while anyway), I realize that there is a time and a place for tact. For example, when a student comes in and gives me a lame excuse for why their paper is late or why they were out sick, sometimes, I just want to say “why don’t you have the ‘nads to tell me that you don’t give a damn about the assignment and just go on.” Don’t just lie to my face…it’s really quite shameful to me. I would much rather have brutal honesty than have someone dancing on pins and needles around me wondering if they’re going to disrupt my universe.
Unless the person wears their heart on their sleeve (to use a cliché that I warn my writing students not to do), they aren’t going to be any more hurt/slash offended than before. I like people who handle the honesty well…it makes telling them things like “your outfit is terrible” or “yeah you should have dumped that bitch sooner” less of a blow and more easily digested. Why should you have to sugar-coat your relationship with your friends by using little white lies?
So, I guess I’m saying to all of those people out there who like to have the world tiptoe around them that you need to suck it up and live your life taking heed of what others say but not putting so much stock in it that you are reduced to a crumpled mess of tears and snot whenever someone gives you the honest truth that you asked for.
Weird Dreams
So lately, I’ve been having weird dreams that make me wonder what is going on in my life to simulate my psyche to such oddity. For instance in one of my dreams, I am bitten by a cobra and have to overcome the poison. This dream was very trippy with psychedelic colors and the whole schtick…it was actually quite entertaining and odd.
However, possibly my most disturbing dreams has been one in which I have a friend die in various different ways. In the dream, she is killed/tortured, and I can do nothing to save her….it’s actually fairly depressing once I really think about it. But I just don’t know what it means…is there some symbolism/thread that I am missing…
Hmmmm….
